Chapter 11.

166 6 29
                                    

WARNING ⚠️
Chapter contains a crime scene
and language.
_______________________________________________
Meeka POV
Hallway
11:25 PM

"Goodnight Debbie."
"Goodnight."

I walk out of the room and close the door with the shirt thrown over my shoulder

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

I walk out of the room and close the door with the shirt thrown over my shoulder.
"Hey Meeka."
I bump into AJAXX.
"Excuse me." He says.
"AJAXX, I thought you left."

"Is White Boy up here?"

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.


"Is White Boy up here?"

I cross my arms at him.

"He's in the bathroom.
Is there something you want?"

"I need to return my mask."

"I can give it to him."

I try to take it from his hands.

"No I can do it. I gotta talk to him anyway.
I don't want to leave things how they were downstairs.
I guess I said a lot of shit I shouldn't have said."

"You said plenty of things wrong."

"I just want him to know I'm sorry.
Plus I don't need G-DOGG on my back."

I roll my eyes at the sound of that man's name.

"Unfortunately that's your problem."

"I don't play when it comes to my money.
Know what I'm saying?"

"Like you and everybody else G-DOGG has under his thumb."

"I do feel bad because this is the only
thing I got going for me. I may have screwed up.
It's hard out here in the streets.
But you wouldn't know nothing about that, huh Meeka?"

Oh I know what your saying AJAXX.
But I'm not buying the pity me shit.

"Does this explanation include an apology to convince your boy to leave his family behind in a dangerous warehouse."

Carl & Meeka: A South-side Love StoryWhere stories live. Discover now